Myriad Realms Gatekeeper
Chapter 1044: 483: The Original World (Extra for Alliance Hierarch Zhi Tianyi, who finds it easy to know heaven's mandate but hard to defy it!)

Chapter 1044: Chapter 483: The Original World (Extra for Alliance Hierarch Zhi Tianyi, who finds it easy to know heaven’s mandate but hard to defy it!)

The real world.

Galaxy Revolutionary Army, headquarters.

“You may enter to report now.”

“Understood!”

A young girl bowed and walked into an office.

Several professionals brushed past her, hurrying away.

Behind her, another group of professionals quietly awaited their turn to be summoned.

“Commander, our mission has been completed.”

The girl said.

Behind the large desk, a burly man with a bushy beard, smoking a pipe, waved his hand, signaling her to sit and talk.

“Casualties?”

“Within the acceptable range.”

“Good. Then I’m afraid your vacation needs to be canceled.”

“Why!”

“These past days have been particularly rough with demons running rampant—it’s driving me crazy! Do these demons even take weekends off?” the man muttered.

The girl looked at his bloodshot eyes from exhaustion but ultimately didn’t voice her protest aloud.

“Of course, I know you’re tired too, so I’ve prepared several tasks that are relatively manageable. You can pick one from them.”

The bearded commander handed over a few sheets of paper.

Upon reading them, the girl’s eyebrows immediately raised. The emotions she’d just suppressed nearly erupted:

“These are all B-level to S-level missions! And you call them manageable!”

“Can’t be helped. Everyone is swamped—alright, since you’re our youngest major general, the key focus of our nurturing and care—I’ll allow you to pick people first.” The bearded commander begrudgingly compromised.

The girl was still about to protest, but suddenly thought of something and changed her attitude.

Yes.

Protesting wouldn’t help anyway.

Better to—

“You said it, I get priority in picking people.” The girl replied.

The bearded commander didn’t expect her to yield so easily. He was momentarily stunned, then overjoyed:

“Sure! No problem, you get first dibs on the personnel selection!”

The girl collected the papers from the table and swiftly headed for the door.

—She had that person’s contact.

Specifically sought for this.

If he were to join the mission, whatever the task, she would gain a measure of confidence.

Time to find him now!

…

Dawn was breaking.

Shen Ye crouched atop a perimeter wall, quietly sighed.

The pursuit of strength—there’s a substitute doing it for him now.

But it’s far too slow.

—Compared to Charlotte, the embodiment of Cosmic Will, he was just a normal person.

Time to ramp it up.

But first and foremost, he needed to eat.

He gazed toward a building in the distance.

The Social Welfare Relief Center.

Every morning at 6:30, they would haul out two large barrels.

One barrel had porridge.

The other barrel had cabbage soup.

Occasionally, during special holidays, the cabbage soup would be swapped for thick tomato egg soup instead.

Today though, it should just be cabbage soup.

Don’t ask why he knew the details so well, suffice it to say—

—An easy meal here saved him breakfast money.

Shen Ye glanced at his phone.

Two minutes left.

He could already hear the heavy footsteps behind the tightly closed doors.

Even the scent of steamy porridge and the faint traces of oil in the cabbage soup had been fully revived from his earlier memories.

Several people were already lined up at the entrance.

Time to join the queue!

Shen Ye jumped off the wall, quickly strode forward, and arrived at the door.

Neither too early nor too late.

The door just opened.

A few staff members lugged out two large barrels, their steps labored, heading toward the staircase below.

Tables were also promptly set up.

Because of his martial prowess, Shen Ye managed to secure a spot right at the front of the line despite arriving later.

Just as he reached for a bowl on the table, he noticed everyone around him had frozen.

A voice rang out from not far away:

“Not bad at all, Major General, I’m growing more and more fond of you.”

Shen Ye froze, turned along with the others to look.

A young girl stood some tens of meters away, together with several professionals, gazing toward him.

From her, and from those professionals, there emanated a palpable admiration in their eyes.

Shen Ye opened his mouth, trying to say something, but nothing came out.

What could he say?

As a major general in the Galaxy Revolutionary Army, here lining up for free welfare porridge?

Putting aside the disgraceful nature of it, his identity had been undeniably exposed.

A major general, living so miserably?

Oh.

You’re a Pure Cultivator.

A Pure Cultivator—the most elementary of professions.

How could a major general possibly hold such a basic, primary profession!

What had he been doing these past decades?

While Shen Ye was still trying to cobble together a sentence, the staff members had already reacted.

They were more experienced in dealing with such occurrences.

“Major General sir, is that really you? Thank you for coming, and we welcome your guidance in our work.”

One staff member warmly greeted him, skillfully handing him a sheet of paper.

Shen Ye took a glance.

It was a “Donation Guide.”

Before he could finish reading it, the girl had snatched it away and placed it back on the table.

“Major General Shen, as your colleague—whatever you donate, I’ll match it myself.”

The girl spoke softly.

One of the professionals behind her, quick on his feet, immediately opened his phone to start livestreaming.

Shen Ye’s face twitched.

No—

I still owe 1,000 on Credit Loan!

How did donating suddenly become my job?

“Wait a moment,” Shen Ye steadied himself, trying to salvage the situation, “How do you know I came here to donate?”

As soon as he spoke, laughter erupted around him.

The air was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

The staff member near him chimed in:

“Major General sir, you’ve taken precious time out from your incredibly busy schedule to come here; surely you’re not here for porridge.”

“This, we all understand.”

Everyone looked at Shen Ye with knowing eyes.

This was a major general after all.

In the eyes of the professionals present, their admiration only grew deeper.

—This was a major general of the Galaxy Revolutionary Army!

His rank held far greater significance than that of major generals in any human nation of the real world!